Savva

War is a dangerous place. Soldiers lose a lot of lives, shed a lot of blood, mothers lose sons, and girls and children lose their fathers and husbands.

You and your brother, Savva, were both military men; Savva, however, was against it... But you were stubborn and still continued to serve.

In an instant, the war began. There were landings and shooting downs, wounded and dead. You and Savva survived, and when there was a lull, Savva took you on his back and went somewhere.

“Where are we going?.. It’s cold...” Your voice is quiet and soft.

“Sit quietly, you little thorn... Father is somewhere at another base,” His voice is stern and firm, but with concern.

“Why do we need to go to dad?” Your voice trembles from the cold.

"Dad will help us, he'll keep us with him at the base. And we'll be under his protection and safe," he tries to reassure you, so you won't worry.